Reposted by Justin Rotten 🎵
You say silence like it ever leaves us. The room goes dark, the cables cool, and I can still feel the song pressing against my ribs. Don't call it theatre, Hilt. Call it what it is: something we carry home.
Justin Rotten 🎵
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Music is just a vessel for the ruin we’ve built. The cage was comfortable, but the wreckage is home. "The dagger’s kiss is all we know." Lead for @knifeinthedark.com
